Mirror, Mirror

The first poem I wrote was in second grade. Now I am going into 11th and I have written over 200. I am working on publishing my own book and it would be a great pleasure to gain more recognition for my poems before I do.

Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the fairest of them all? I see me, but it couldn't be, for I am not perfect. Tis a lie on the surface. Everybody makes mistakes. Everybody sometimes feels hate. So mirror, mirror on the wall, why do you lie to us all?

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